Chapter 271

"It's the Blood Dance Rotating Knife Kill!"

"The top-tier technique of Epic-grade!"

"Ya Lie, be careful!"

Many core members of the Moon Shadow Sect exclaimed.

An exclamation awakened those members of the Allied Forces of the Hundred Races who were scared stupid.

"Lord Son, actually used the Blood Dance Rotating Knife Kill?"

"Just dealing with a Demi-human, is it necessary?"

Some Blood Clan lords said numbly.

They still didn't believe that that Demi-human

had become a Four-Winged Archangel,

everything was a hallucination.

"Yes, a move with such immense power as the Blood Dance Rotating Knife Kill, I'm afraid even the Sons of the second tier would find it hard to handle, right?"

"Facing incomparable power, one can only retreat."

"Killing a Demi-human, it's really using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

A giant blood-colored long knife,

appeared out of thin air,

making a *zheng* sound, and slashed toward Ya Lie.

However, Ya Lie did not dodge,

as if he didn't notice the attack behind him,

and continued walking forward.

Everyone didn't know why he wanted to walk over there?

You are fighting a lord battle……

Seeing Ya Lie not dodging,

Lord Kaize'er's scarlet pupils showed pleasure.

So what if you became a Four-Winged Archangel?

You are still going to be slashed by him!

Lord Kaize'er, whose heart was filled with rage,

seemed to have forgotten that lords on the Myriad Worlds Battlefield can respawn after death.

Dying once is no big deal.

He was just a Blood Clan person, while Ya Lie was still a high and mighty Four-Winged Archangel.

This point was not accepted by Lord Kaize'er's brain.

Seeing the blood knife about to touch Ya Lie's white feathers,

"Roar——!" Lord Kaize'er roared excitedly, his mouth twisting in a smile.

Just as the blood knife

was about to touch Ya Lie's white feathers,

Ya Lie's footsteps paused.

The blood knife stopped abruptly, not advancing an inch.

Ya Lie turned his head,

his golden pupils scanning Lord Kaize'er indifferently.

"Noisy."

One true word, and countless "Radiance of Light" bloomed,

Lord Kaize'er's body

was instantly shot through by countless rays of light,

the blood knife shattered, and he turned into a pile of rotten meat.

Dead as dead can be.

The huge venue, everyone present, was silent.

This is

the gap between Mythical and Epic.

From the moment Ya Lie awakened his ancient Angel bloodline,

he obtained the inheritance of the Mythical technique in his bloodline.

Ya Lie continued to walk forward.

Everyone held their breath and watched him,

looking at this Four-Winged Archangel who was destined to rise,

wanting to see what he wanted to do.

Watching Ya Lie walk over,

Su Su Xuanji looked nervous,

she was not familiar with Ya Lie,

and didn't know how to face this Four-Winged Archangel.

Son of Light Louis Muse was also a bit at a loss.

However,

Ya Lie walked past the Moon Shadow Sect leader, Su Su Xuanji,

and walked past the Son of Light, Louis Muse.

He stopped in front of Su Yu,

and knelt on one knee.

Bowed his head, held his hands.

This action, in the Myriad Worlds…… is a master-recognition ceremony.

Many people swallowed their saliva.

A soul contract floated out from the lord terminal on Ya Lie's left wrist.

Held in his palm, raised high.

"Four-Winged Archangel Ya Lie, willing to follow Lord Su for all eternity!"

Light was circulating,

the glorious golden hair and divine golden pupils,

the luster emitted,

and the four snow-white wings behind him, complemented each other.

The angel's actions, the angel's declaration,

made everyone watch this scene with their mouths agape.

Whether it was the Moon Shadow Sect members, whether it was Su Su Xuanji or Louis Muse,

whether it was the Allied Forces of the Hundred Races, or the audience watching this dispute through the live broadcast,

the whole place was dumbfounded.

The silent Myriad Worlds Battlefield was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

No,

you,

a Four-Winged Archangel, worshipping a Human as master?

Did something go wrong?

The people of the Allied Forces of the Hundred Races,

were still immersed in Lord Kaize'er being killed in one move, and hadn't come back to their senses.

The absurdity of reality struck their shocked hearts

with another heavy blow.

Amidst the silence of the entire scene,

only the sound of three people breathing could be heard.

One was Su Yu, one was Xia Xia Tianxuan,

and the last was the four-winged archangel, Alie.

Su Yu wore a smile and nodded,

as his Lord Terminal accepted Alie’s soul contract.

From this moment on, another brand was added to Su Yu’s soul.

Alie’s territory became his subordinate territory.

"Let's go, time to take on the autumn BOSS."

Su Yu turned and left, with Xia Xia Tianxuan hurriedly following behind.

Alie raised his head, a trace of bewilderment still lingering in his eyes.

He looked at his brand-new body,

feeling the four wings on his back,

and gave a silent smile.

With a wave of his hand, the wings dissolved into light and vanished.

He stepped forward quickly, his stride firm as he kept close to Su Yu.

Kaizeer no longer had the face to teleport over.

The Great Alliance of Ten Thousand Races left in a dejected state,

their footsteps unsteady as they walked away,

as if they were still in a dream.

What they had encountered today at the Moon Shadow Sect

was simply too surreal for them.

First, a battle they were certain to win was shattered.

Then... the scheduled battle with the Moon Shadow Sect,

this battle,

had actually produced a four-winged archangel?

What kind of situation was this?

It was truly the biggest joke in the world.

The people of the Great Alliance of Ten Thousand Races gradually dispersed.

The members of the Moon Shadow Sect,

having held their breath for so long,

began to gasp heavily.

"Alie, that was Alie, right..."

"Yes, it was."

"He... has become a four-winged archangel."

The Moon Shadow Sect members began to accept this magical reality.

They were also willing to accept it,

as a four-winged archangel undoubtedly added even more combat power to the Moon Shadow Sect.

Even the leader of the Great Alliance of Ten Thousand Races

had been killed in one strike by Alie!

How strong would Alie be in the future?

And besides... a four-winged archangel,

this,

couldn't be stronger than the Son of Light, could it?

Many people looked toward Louis Muse.

Although Louis Muse, with his black hair and golden eyes, usually kept his wings hidden with light,

one could tell at a glance the gap between him and Alie.

A two-winged angel has black hair and golden eyes.

Alie has golden hair and golden eyes.

Watching that golden-haired figure gradually moving away into the distance,

many people wore expressions of confusion.

Had the Son of Light, ranked third among the ten thousand races this term,

been... surpassed by Alie?

Louis Muse did not pay any mind

to those gazes.

He pulled up his Lord Terminal and began to report the information.

The appearance of a four-winged archangel in the Ten Thousand Worlds

was a matter of great importance

for the entire Angel race.

Because this angel was not a hero, nor a troop type,

but a Lord.

"Why... did he pledge his loyalty to Su Yu?"

Su Su Xuanji whispered to herself.

An unrealistic conjecture

suddenly surfaced in the minds of all Moon Shadow Sect members.

"Could it be..."

It wasn't just the Moon Shadow Sect thinking this;

those among the ten thousand races who were interested in Yue Luo

and were watching this conflict via the live stream

also began to have this same suspicion.

[Shocking! Moon Shadow Sect demi-human awakens as a four-winged archangel!]

[Stunning! Four-winged archangel pledges loyalty to the Human Race's First Star!]

[Conjecture: The possibility that Su Yu is Yue Luo.]

During this break in the Ten Thousand Races Ranking Battle,

this explosive news

once again seized the popularity of the ranking battle,

leading the ten thousand races to discuss it endlessly.

On the withered grassland deep in autumn,

there was a patch of flowers that defied the autumn decay of the Ten Thousand Worlds Battlefield.

Clusters of white flowers

bloomed with a snow-white beauty.

These were Moon-Light Flowers,

Su Su Xuanji’s favorite Moon-Light Flowers.

Her orange hair was simply braided, falling naturally behind her back.

Su Su Xuanji squatted amidst the pure white Moon-Light Flowers,

her orange pupils filled with bewilderment.

Her fox ears, however, were drooping.

Whenever something unhappy happened,

she would come to this flower field,